While some people like to go to a bar to drink and party on their free time, I like to push myself to work harder. I like to wake up on a mission and go to bed satisfied. The thing is, I worked so hard that I almost forgot how to relax, you know what I mean? I might be the type of person that later becomes a workaholic, ha.
I've been stressing about everything lately: booking work, my conflicting schedule, my sleeping hours, my weight, my CA application, annoying boys who don't leave me alone and blah blah blah. I need to relax, seriously.
Okay, I mentally feel better after pigging out.
Then it's gym time :D
See? I ain't lying. I actually go to the gym wearing raccoon eyes, oh my gosh! And taking pictures in the lockers room is so me!